He was surprised.
When he left just now, Bella was dining in the building on the other side. How come she was right here now?
Felix was still in the study, and he couldn't let her go in! Thinking of that, Donald quickly walked over.
Bella, however, was totally confused.
The maid just told her Felix was in the study upstairs, but didn't say which room was the study.
After she got upstairs, she found there were too many rooms. Every one of them was closed. She had no idea which one was the study.
Left with no choice, she had to look for it one by one.
But she didn't dare to make noises, which was impolite. So she had to push each door open a little before giving a glance inside.
As a result, she indeed seemed to be sneaking around in other people's eyes.
When Donald walked over, she just put the tray on the ground. With her whole body pressed on a door, she turned the doorknob to look inside.
Unfortunately, it was an undercoated guest room instead of the study she was looking for.
In disappointment, she closed the door, picked up the tray, and turned around to leave.
Unexpectedly, she knocked against someone.
Bella was scared and was about to scream subconsciously. But the second she opened her mouth, Donald covered her mouth with his hand at once.
"Miss Collins, what are you doing here?" Donald pulled her aside. He removed his hand from her mouth, then asked her.
Bella was very displeased with the way he was treating her.
But he was the butler and she was just an unimportant guest. She had to swallow her anger.
Secretly, she held a grudge against him. One day when she became Mrs. Bissel, the hostess of this castle, she would let him pay for what he had done to her today.
Thinking of that, she said gently and seemed very polite, "Donald, I came to see Mr. Bissel."
Donald frowned.
"What for, Miss Collins?"
Bella smiled and showed him the tray in her hands. "Well, I was just enjoying my meal. And I suddenly remembered that Mr. Bissel might still have an empty stomach. So I specially chose some delicious food for him. Donald, is Mr. Bissel in the study?"
Donald was annoyed. "I told you he has dined in another room. Take it back. He doesn't need your food."
He thought Bella would be scared away by his angry words.
But to his surprise, Bella didn't take his words seriously at all.
"Donald, you're not him. How could you know he doesn't need it? It's late and he's still working. He must be hungry. I have nothing else better to do. I think I should do something to thank him for saving me."
After that, she tried to walk ahead and leave Donald behind.
Donald was mad.
Without delay, he stopped her once more.
"Miss Collins, no one is allowed to enter the study. Please leave now."
Bella gave him a glance.
She looked a little dissatisfied.
"Is it his order as well?"
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